Healing Angel

By Paul Berchtold

Although we don’t see angel wings,
With deeper eyes they could be found,
Days and nights when you were working,
Quietly making your rounds.

Life changes fast, all might seem lost
To the suffering and the weak.
Your voice was heaven’s melody,
When hearing you so kindly speak.

To many a child, girl or boy,
To older folks, you gave good cheer.
Your simple smile lit up their lives,
You’re cherished as an angel dear.

You’ve been faithful in serving well,
No matter what you were feeling.
May you always be remembered,
As a true angel of healing.

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